Just another August day
A new family was to stay
In our quiet neighborhood
Near the old and tall redwood
Became friends with the girl next door
After a night at the seashore
Secrets hidden in her head
Always left our talks unsaid
Why did she hate the man she lived with?
Why didn’t she tell her mom or call the police?
Why did she think there was a family threat?
And then one day she said
I hate him so much
Yes, I hate him so much
When he comes to my bed
When he touches my hand
When his hand’s on my hair
And you are my last help
Lost her dad when she was twelve
Started living by herself
But her mom got a new spouse
When they moved into this house
When her mom was not at home
She was there with him alone
Wishing someone came and helped
Despair was the thing she felt
That’s why she hated the man she lived with
He would’ve killed her if she had called the police
That’s why she thought there was a family threat
I was the only her help as she said
I hate him so much
Yes, I hate him so much
When he comes to my bed
When he touches my hand
When his hand’s on my hair
And I just need your help
